Merry Christmas Mendip. May all your negotiations lead to a mutually satisfying contract.
Remember, there is no need to plan for 'no deal' because you're going to get a great deal.
^ Thank you Shutree, and Merry Christmas to you!
And finally... it's happened!
At last I got to watch 'Jingle All The Way', my favourite Christmas movie!
Looking relaxed mate. Good to see.
Merry Christmas and hope you are back home with your family soon.
Happy Christmas to you & yours, Mendip!
Watch "Love Actually", a soppy Christmas movie.
Joyeux Noël Monsieur Mendip mon amie...
So, you didn't Jingle all the way?
Shame.
^ Paris wasn't built in a day.
It's looking bleak but negotiations continue.
I still have a few tricks up me sleeve and here's the first... it ain't exactly Cranberry Sauce but I have to adapt.
I have the ultimate Christmas dilemma...
I have a quarter bottle of Bowmore left, which I've been thoroughly enjoying while cooking and awaiting my Christmas dinner guest.
But strong spirits is part of my negotiating strategy...
Do I drink it, or save it for future benefits?
CUMBERLAND SAS? Are you trying to seduce her or to have her shot?
Ah, well, who dares wins, I suppose...
Aah... this is the information I need.
I was offered that or strawberry jam.
I'm not in Old Blighty now!
----- NO DEAL----- NO DEAL----- NO DEAL ----- NO DEAL----- NO DEAL----- NO DEAL ----- NO DEAL----- NO DEAL----- NO DEAL -----
I tried my hardest... offered freedom of movement... no borders... the lot, but these guys play hardball.
The oven ready deal was in the oven.
The bird was cooking...
And I was doing my best to keep cross-border trade going by drinking the local produce...
I put my deal on the table. Mohamed had his deal as well... ya can't roast a bit of fish in a plastic punnet!
You would have thought this was a done deal.
But at the end of the day, you have to see what's offered in return. If it falls below expectations then maybe you have to rethink the whole situation? Far be it for me to criticise French cuisine, but is chocolate sauce not meant to be runny?
I settled down to watch ET... a movie I stupidly admitted to not having watched.
Poor b@stard... living in a hostile environment amongst an alien race with limited communication, strange food and no intimacy... but I've got used to it now!
So anyway, all said and done, I've had enough. There comes a point you don't want a deal any more. I don't want to talk about some wanky French film director who only makes films with subtitles, I don't want to talk about some long dead French composer who wrote music for the piano, or even the harpsichord, and I certainly don't want to talk about Macron and his punitive tax reforms. It's just too much hard work.
I don't care.
I just want to get home, give me daughter a big hug and then sit at my table with a Leo and a Ya Dong and have my dogs sitting around me with love in their eyes.
And not talk.
But I have learnt one thing... if yer not gonna get a decent deal, don't be afraid to withhold your bargaining chips and make do with what you've got!
Merry Christmas!
Last edited by Mendip; 26-12-2020 at 12:27 PM.
It looks a little Chitty-esque, that Christmas dinner, if you don't mind me saying so mate.
What's that dolloped at the back of the plate?
Is there a Teakdoor swordsman of the year poll, where I can vote for you or someone of a similar strike rate, like Cyrille.
I bet she had hairy armpits anyway and Panama Hat's Parisian sense of fun.
And buy yourself a fucking tank top or something.
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